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Chapter 1508 Great Migration(2/2)

As soon as the little girl got involved, the heavy atmosphere in the conference room dissipated a lot.

"Okay, let's take action!"

Montgomery urged, time was tight.

"Take care of yourself!"

A man came over and raised his fist.

"the same as you."

Bald man boxing.

"Don't die."

A one-eyed man pursed his lips and his fists were shaking.

"I won't die in front of you."

The bald man bumped his fist.

"Don't worry. I will help you take care of your sister-in-law and your children."

A man with a broken arm joked.

"roll!"

The bald man laughed and cursed, bumped his fists, and said nothing.

Every senior executive has a very important task, and this farewell is almost a farewell.

Some people's eyes were wet.

The people at the gathering place moved very quickly, but just half a day after leaving, the Black Warrior's scouts appeared in sight.

In order to prevent the migrating brigade from being discovered, the bald man sent out elites to rob and kill them.

A small-scale fighting broke out, and two hours later, the Black Warrior Vanguard Corps arrived. Without any rest, the Shaman Division began to use magic to suppress the front line.

The bald man originally planned to give the enemy a heads-up, but the power gap forced him to retreat.

"attack!"

After easily taking down the city gate, looking at the dark and dirty sewers, the general sent out the slave group. These were all humans, and now they were used as cannon fodder to explore the path.

"Where's Leon?"

Montgomery searched around but didn't see Downton. He became anxious, fearing that he would cut off the rear.

"He and the rangers went to rob and kill the scouts."

The man with a broken arm reported, "I can't persuade you!"

They are said to be rangers, but if the people don't have enough to eat, how can they keep horses? With two legs, how can they cover the battlefield, so Downton needs to snatch some horses first.

"There is someone in the sky!"

The orc scouts were all wolf cavalry with sharp ears and eyesight. They immediately spotted Downton approaching. Although they were surprised to see someone flying in the air, the next moment, their fighting instinct made them throw out the lasso.

Get him off.

The sacred dragon spear condensed in the air, shot out, and penetrated the necks of the three scouts.

With the capture, Downton could no longer fly and could only ride on the Fiery Nightmare, which invisibly slowed him down a lot.

"Here we come, wait until they step on the trap, then attack."

As soon as the captain finished speaking, he realized something was wrong. Why did the scouts' march create so much smoke and dust, and they had no idea of ​​their hidden whereabouts.

When a large group of Swift Wolf mounts rushed out, the rangers were dumbfounded.

"Captain, it's Mr. Leon!"

the soldiers exclaimed.

Downton galloped on his horse, leading more than forty swift wolves that had lost their masters behind him.

"How did he do it?"

As we all know, the wolf cavalry's mounts are extremely difficult to deal with and never tame humans, but these swift wolves are extremely well-behaved.

"Attack quickly!"

Downton urged, as long as the divine power breaks out, not to mention the Swift Wolf, even the Super Beast will have to tuck its tail.

The eyes of the rangers were full of admiration for Downton. They saluted each and every one and left. In the past, they fought in despair to the death, but this time, they felt that they could survive.

Mr. Leon has brought a lot of equipment, mounts, and supplies. Even if the rangers die in battle, they still have to carry a few more.
Chapter completed!
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